Hmm.... Somehow I think the masons were thinking of the wrong Rick James when they carved this. James got stoned for for the last time when they placed his headstone at his grave, marking the two-year anniversary of his death. Fans of the flamboyant super-freak have been longing for ages for a gravestone to be erected, however, instead of a glittered obelisk with an Aqua-Net dispenser, they must make do with this black granite.... "thing."
The $13,000 - Forest Lawn appropriate - monument was made in Vermont and was personally picked out by James' daughter, Ty. She wanted something "Tasteful. Simple. Nice," as Amigone stated. The laser etched visage of Ty's father will be the only proof that the man who took baths in glitter is buried there.
Rock on James, Sorry you got a shitty monument.
Rick James' grave can be visited in Forest Lawn near Scajaquada Creek lake by the Delaware S-curve.
Via - Buffalo News

I saw a Forever Elmwood billboard today, as I progressed on my semi-ritualistic stroll from my humble studio on Elmwood/North to Spot Coffee, my source of internet and perch for people watching. It read:

Buffalo may be broke, but it doesn't have to be dirty.
Don't Litter.

Buffalo's broke? Having more money for the city to spend would mean more money to be fought over. Not to mention more projects left in limbo while we argue over some ridiculous design requirement mandated by this organization that wants Buffalo to be as beautiful as it was in the 20's.
I don't want Buffalo to be clean like Toronto, and I don't want some yupp'ed up village like Ellicotville. I moved here a year ago from the south, and I love it. Buffalo is a blend, a mosaic of different cultures and lifestyles, cleverly separated by ghettos. I have a crack alley behind my building, I'm a block away from Allentown, and I cross the street to do Laundry. For me, Buffalo has everything I could ever need. Quit bitching, we could be in Dansville.

Oh Hai! I'm Nate and I live in the sometimes beautiful, always exciting, city of Buffalo, NY. I'm not too focused on this blog, but you'll probably end up reading something about Buffalo, my toy obsession, burly bears, club drama, Google Android, and some damn good music. This is my blog. Read it. Cheers.